the floor made of leaves

you scramble eggs you melt cheese

 

I chop apples           pick up my boots

vinegar in the wash

 

Frankie gets bail

there’s talk     

 

more life       the baby across my forearm    

I bend holding         switch

 

the sky            sucked its stomach in

 

the arm floats now    with the lack

God can I tell it how it is

 

rage followed me here

no now the little whimpering

 

the missing as though I were walking toward a horizon

and turning

and walking toward a horizon   

 

it feels I am older      my eyes sway in darkness

fly       fly

cold water      open wings

 

your shirt hardening            the smell of paint and sweat

 

I shudder against you          some words collapse

 

in the backyard        you me Sean              sing

a 3rd  a 5th a 1st?                 See You Later Jack

the tiny synthesizer turning your face into a child’s

 

very moving he said

the mattress

languid on the chainlink

 

ridiculous map of the heart             come here baby    

let’s share a screen

let’s forget the hard thing

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After Trees Took Flame

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Where black obelisks of branchless trees

 

Where snow brightly collapses

 

Where flaying sun       silvery grasses

 

Where deer sleep       and press the grass    

In the shape of their breathing

 

Where the coyote’s body lies draped across the rock    

 

Where the blood       darkens its lips

Fur trembling       alive in wind

 

Worlds pile onto worlds       what I meant to say when

 

Because       you make the thing run

You carry me as if in your arms

 

Because it’s you      who drives the night

You carry me       as if in your arms

 

No other pleasure comes

My need for you       runs out with the field